And lo, at 20 weeks gestation, she suddenly decided that she’d had enough of this sitting around lark. The 2nd trimester energy! It had arrived! Off she set for a walk one evening. Setting off on a familiar route (the former “going for a quick run” one) she realised less than half way round that she had just committed to a five km stroll. Her bump cramped, her hips groaned and she arrived home to Olympic gymnasts on the tv for maximum feelings of inadequacy.
She knelt on the floor, shimmied into a Child’s Pose and wondered if she could eat crisps in this position.
Now that I have returned intact from the holiday mentioned below (where I waddled about attractively fanning myself and sighing heavily a lot) I bring you the the next part of my pregnancy tale. The bit where I start to tell people. Kids included.Continue reading →
That’s me done I said. Two boys now, done and dusted. Hands full and all that jazz. Tidied small clothes and baby equipment into piles; sent them off to friends, charity shops, second hand sites, refugee camps, a women’s refuge. Gone. The lot of it. But I’m not the only one in this equation. Turns out the other half of this partnership was not done at all at all and did a reasonably satisfactory job of persuading me of same. I find myself pregnant. With child. Bun in the oven. Up the duff. Here’s how it’s been going; for what kind of blogger am I if I do not document such things?
It can’t all be jellies and biscuits can it? No. No is the answer. Here’s some seasonal Autumn snacks we’re enjoying.
Nuts about them. Okay, enough tired puns. My coconut and associated products love is well documented and this is my by-now annual post that mentions them. I was feeling a bit run down after a wedding last weekend and necked some delicious carrot and apple juice made with coconut water straight from the source. Dominic requested coconut in his lunchbox, which I was delighted about. It can be hard enough fill his lunchbox healthily. Then I remembered…the nut ban! Feck. But is coconut one of those things that isn’t technically a nut? Google wasn’t helping so I emailed the school secretary to check if I was allowed send in coconut and lo and behold, it was fine! (You should probably check with your school before doing the same though)
Me and my family eat a lot of nuts so I did take some time to chat to Dom about how serious it can be if some one does has an anaphylactic reaction to them. I’m sure he probably spent next break time miming stabbing his classmates with an epipen. Anyway, we polished it off in a couple of days of lunchboxes between us.
My sister has a tree in her garden. The fruit is quite tart, but baked in the oven at night, then the flesh scooped into porridge the next morning…delicious! Another tasty apple snack we’re loving right now is slices of apple spread with peanut butter and topped with some cacao nibs. I’m not even sure Dominic realises that one is healthy. It’s not suitable for school, but it sure is good for filling a gap between weekend activities and I’ve been bringing that combo to work too.
Ah these pretend appley looking creatures, full of delicious jewels. I don’t even know if they’re particularly autumnal, I don’t think they even grow here. But they do seem to be more available right now. I like to use them in fancy Ottolenghi recipes but the kids lap it up too. I dish it up for dessert with some natural yogurt and honey. Since I had the cacao nibs handy I threw some in. I made the mistake of telling Ted it was chocolate. He didn’t react well initially, but came round after and cleaned his bowl.
We’re falling for these Autumnal snacks, how about you?
PS. Did you see what I did there…Fall? Autumn? (Sorry)
Bad thing: Spots. Everywhere. Well, almost – it’d be quicker to tell you where they’re not. His lower legs, that’s about it.Good thing: He insisted that we drive by his school to drop off a picture he drew for his teacher. We handed it to the school secretary who informed us that about a quarter of his class were off with the dreaded pox. It was a lovely picture based on the book “The Day The Crayons Quit” which I recommend for any kid or human who has ever coloured in a picture.
Bad thing: I’ve never seen him so self conscious in his life. He’s a fairly confident little fella but in order to make the above trip to school and the Post Office (where he sat outside in the car) he insisted on wearing a bulky sweater over his long sleeved shirt, and pulling a baseball cap right down to his eyes. I’ve never seen him leave a hat of any kind on for more than two minutes before.
Good thing: This is a bad dose of a mild illness. We have healthy kids, and for that I am so grateful.
Bad thing: We are housebound and I have no coffee left. Send help!
Good thing: No sign of them on his little brother…
Bad thing: …Yet.
Good things: Lego, faith in humanity, car aceing exam. He got new Lego because I feel so sorry for him. I bought the Lego on the way to collect the fixed car. When I arrived at the garage I discovered I had left my wallet (with car insurance disc and driving licence in it) in the toy shop. So I got to use up more of the petrol in the courtesy car speeding back there to retrieve it, where luckily another customer had handed it in straightaway. Then the car passed its’ NCT retest.
Bad thing: €55 NCT fee, €270 car fixing fee, €28 for the retest. About €35 on chicken pox relief medication and €20 on new Lego. It’s been an expensive week.